Verse 1

You can know the other half is due to come

The first half was preview don

I got second to free (3) me ain't that a trilogy

First though I gotta murder me tragedy

When I enter the section with a weapon that is sharper than bora ,Torah I got 5 on it

More than Numbers I wanna see souls come alive init (bow)

Bow to the flesh but now when bow I aim for the chess (checkmate!)

If its a board-ing game I'm on with a jetpack (phwmm) come to set all jet black with the scriptures spit bars that will end ya

Old school like eye for eye new school like I for I deny thyself die to self

This weight on my back is corpse to the hills ten toes like who's gonna back it I don't wanna a hand or awards

Minor of course

A reminder for those that believe in glits and glamour

Bricks and hammer everything dusty boss man drives I'll be chilling in backseat

Chorus

I don't chase wind like surfer but kite game strong when I take off

Pilot mode everything cushty I'm gone and i won't come back!

Tell my people see you later

Destination to The Maker

Out outro I'm gone and I won't come back

Tell my people see you later

Destination to The Maker

Out outro I'm gone and I won't come back

Verse 2

Cos am set free now I'm set free on a mission to set free those who are captive in a prison

Test me wanna test me wid a riddim my instincts is to aim squeeze on the riddim

But I got a new ting for the riddim

It's nothing but love when I come through

Cah it's not about me on the Riddim

Anyways back to the riddim

If see'em on-site gotta feed'em

Sword like Gideon

Grab em up put him on a headlock 3:16 em, souls I'm out for the winning

I dont need no fans with no impact

I wanna see hands to the ceiling

I don't need no gains if He don't rate

Then I'm just out for the grilling

That is not my portion in Jesus name

And I pray that you will come back to the maker, before that brimstone rain

Tracy be the name on the grave so let me get back to the truth, (back to the truth)

Murdered me twice no evidence I guess they're looking proof, it was KJV aimed at the tempo LED red dots with the black teks (Blah!)

Straight down to my conscious (Blah!)

Double edge sword to the chest

Do I really love my fam, do I show them love before I show the gram, do I really come around when they need me like here's a hand

My bro don't listen good guy but he is stuck system, there's many more just like him

I see on road side reppin

4 man deep in the church you know that we won't stop reppin

Moving bait with plug kinda like out here fishing

Chorus repeats